a wee write


Like a Swift, She Spills

Like a swift, she spills,
Decadent Sorrow, swooning,
Rivulets of thought
Disturbed by the bullet rain
Body in the swash
Whipped by the waves of conscience
This drowned butterfly




Poetry by Soup in the Sand
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Written on 2012-05-07 at 22:27

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Beautifully composed.
2012-05-10



A beautiful little piece, Mr Cormorant.
I admire the fluency in your form, a blended haiku well suited to 'swooning' and 'waves of conscience'. And the imagery here is very deft, I feel.
Applause!
2012-05-08


shells
I enjoyed this wee write, brief it maybe, but well written, liked the lines "Rivulets of thought disturbed the bullet rain." A great way to describe both.
2012-05-08


jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
A little larger in fact.

How does one dry a butterfly?
I like this.
2012-05-08


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
A reet good wee poem , Soup In The Sand

Ken D
2012-05-07